The silver-white high-speed train roared and howled like a giant dragon, rushing into the mountain tunnel.
Outside the window, darkness blended with chaos, and the lights inside the carriage flickered intermittently.
At this moment, everyone's thoughts seemed to freeze, the surroundings empty and uncertain, only those two Primordial Spirits soared skyward, terrifying in all directions!!!
"What... what is that?"
Wei Qingsong's Primordial Spirit trembled, looking towards Zhang Fan's direction, revealing an unprecedented fear.
If the Primordial Spirit of that mysterious presence was akin to daylight without light, eternal night, a despair that overwhelmed everything, then Zhang Fan's Primordial Spirit was like an abyss with a giant mouth, bottomless, equally eerie and terrifying, and the two Primordial Spirits even felt somehow familiar.
"Just now, that person? From the Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance..."
